Private Tales Home Sweet Lair

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As the twin brothers settled down into their lair both of them were much more quiet than usual. Callim had been largely preoccupied with visions and portents even he had trouble fully understanding and Cassian had long since learned to engross himself in his own thoughts whenever Callim was like this. Since his brother wouldn't exactly make for the best conversationalist while not exactly present in the.... present. While Callim sat on a hip, legs splayed out to his side, hands perched on the edge of the natural hotspring of their lair, masked face gazing down into the frothing, bubbling water as if it might whisper some great truth of the universe to him Cassian simply laid himself down upon a pile of gold after depositing yet another purse of coin directly onto it.

That clitter-clatter of coin upon coin would echo throughout the cave and beyond, out into the pouring rain beyond the torchlight, into the darkening night sky and in defiance of the fierce clap of thunder overhead. A declaration that though the world was currently being pelted by nature's wrath there, in their lair, the twins were dry, warm and mostly content.

Of the two Callim would be the first to rise and, casting a glance roughly in Cassian's direction, would give a soft smile at his twin's gentle sleep. Slowly, gently he would draw a thick blanket over his brother before calmly walking to the entrance of the cave. The cold, wet winds whipping the hem of his robes as he seemingly gazed out into the darkness for a long, long time. Speaking before anyone using human eyes would see her.

"I'm surprised to see you again so soon."

A gentle, easy smile would grace Callim's lips before he added.

"You should come inside where it's warm. We'd love to have you."

Lilette Blackbriar
 
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The figure too slow steps. wrong steps.

Thunder and lightning answered on her behalf, illuminating star-pale eyes within the cloaked silhouette upon Callim's metaphorical doorstep. Armed, it seemed by the shimmer across Nightspell's black hilt from over her shoulder.

But the voice to follow was relieved and soft as his own.

"Callim...?" she said, a grateful sigh passing through what must've been smiling lips.

"Verily, I wasn't uhm-"

Gravel loudly skidded beneath a misplaced step, eliciting a pause to regain her balance.

"...I didn't know where else to go..."

Lilette took one step into the light, and her legs gave out on the spot.